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1921 

THE STRATFORD CO., Publishers 
Boston, Massachusetts 






Copyright, 1921 

The STRATFORD CO., Publishers 

Boston, Mass. 



NOV 25 192/ 



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The Alpine Press, Boston, Mass., U. S. A. 



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// is with fond affection that I dedicate these 
Verses to the Folk of Line Fork, 
Letcher County, Kentucky- 

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Contents 








Page 


Music of Mountains 1 


Lullaby 


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. 2 


Summer Is Green 










. 3 


Mountain Peace . 










. 4 


A Song 










. 5 


Stormy Night 










. 6 


Fairy Wind . 










7 


Compensation 










. 8 


Rythm . . . 










9 


Grey Winter Trees 










. 10 


Only the Road 










. 11 


The Manuscript . 










12 


Over the Mountains 










. 13 


Depression . 










14 


A Thought . 










15 


Spring Song . 










. 16 


Sleeping Shadows 










17 


Autumn Song 










18 



CONTENTS 

Page 

Green Cheese 19 

Young April 20 

Fate 21 

London Bridge Has Fallen Down . . 22 
Promise ....... 23 

Rose Song . . . . . . .24 

Happiness 25 

The Blind Man 26 

The Passing 27 

Beyond , . .28 

The Answer 29 

My Lesson 32 

The Gleaners 33 

Heaven and Hell 34 

The Woman's Work . . . . .35 

Aunt Katie 36 

Uncle Henry 37 

Emma 39 

Orpha 40 

Johnnie .41 

Bessie 42 











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Maggie 43 


Nance .... 








. 44 


Dexter .... 








. 46 


Coverlets 








. 48 


The Working 








. 50 


Blossoms 


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. 52 


Sunset . 








. 53 


Blue Loveliness . 








. 55 


Ballads and Songs 








. 56 


"Will-o-the-Wisp . 








. 57 


Contentment 








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Music of Mountains 

Music of Mountains 
And song of the Hills, 

Rhythm of Forests 
And tune of the Rills. 

The dark is a drum 
The wind is a flute, 

Silence is fingering 
The strings of her lute. 

Immortal the singing 
Yet mortal ones may 

Hear vaguely its echo 
At dawn o' the day. 



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Lullaby 

Little One, sleep, 
Shadow wings creep. 
Sleepy One, sleep 
Here in the nest. 

Little One, dream. 
Forest fires gleam. 
Dreamy One, dream 
Safe and at rest. 

Softly I sing. 
Softly I swing. 
Loving, I sing 
Yon at my breast. 



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Summer Is Green 

Summer is green, 
Winter is white, 
Daylight is golden, 
And blue is the night. 

Ships on the sea 
Venture and pass, 
Luck to the sailor! 
Love to his lass ! 

Yellow and grey 
Butterflies roam, 
Dear is the fire-lit 
Hearth of my Home. 



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Mountain Peace 

Mountain peace 
Is like a flower 
Whose one brief hour 
Enhance its dear loveliness. 

Fragrance sweet 
As mignonette 
Can we forget 
Or ever lose its hauntingness ? 



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A Song 

^'Adam delved 
And Eve span, 
It shall end 
As it began. 



''Gay go up 

And gay go down, 
The dusty road 
Leads but to town. 



''Howdy, Stranger, 
Spend the day," 
When Judgment's coming 
Who can say? 



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Stormy Night 

^Tis such a night of wind and rain 

As city folk will never know, 
For what dream they, who 're safe at home 

Of how the storm may Grow and Grow ? 
A creature it of mighty strength 

How hungrily the great beasts roar. 
And Loneliness, a frightened child. 

Is standing there, beside my door. 



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Fairy Wind 

Fairy Wind, 

From Wonderland, 
I see You pass 

And kiss my hand. 



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Compensation 

The golden leaves 

Float from the autumn trees 

And drop casually 

To the ground. 

One moment 

They have of Freedom, 

Before it 

They were bound, 

After it 

They shall rot, 

Are they the less golden 

For all of that? 



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Rythm 

The wind blows forever, 
The river flows on, 

Singing, it never 
Doth vary its song. 



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Grey Winter Trees 

Oh stark and lonely trees 

Who make me think 

Of hungry children 

Crouched together 

Comfortless, 

Are you the same 

As those most proud and radiant 

Courtiers, 

To whom I curtesied 

In green July? 



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Only the Road — 

Only the Road 
My longing knows, 

And It will not tell 
Where my spirit goes. 



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The Manuscript 

A turquoise sky 

And a silver sea, 
Three painted gulls 

And a cedar tree. 

Unfinished sketch 

In a manuscript 
The artist paused 

E'er the brush was dipped. 

Another stroke 

And a huge grey sea 
Will cover the gulls 

And the cedar tree. 

As life was blue 

In my childhood's age 
Will ink smear black 

On the ''finis" page? 



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Over the Mountains 

Over the mountain, 

(Sing, sing low) 

Over the hill. 

Springtime is singing, 

(Soft and low) 

As maidens will. 

Only her lovers 

(Still, be still) 

Hear aught of the singing 

(Soft and low) 

Over the hill. 



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Depression 

Black and huge 
The Mountains lie, 

Dying Beasts 
Beneath the sky. 

Impotent 

And little, I 
Pity them. 

And weary, sigh. 



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A Thought 

A single flower 

That scents an hour 
Of drab reality 

Is proven worth 
Of destined birth 

And of Christianity. 



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Spring Song 

The little birds 
Sing roundelay, 

And gayly make 
A holiday. 

The vagrant winds 
Like children run 

And romp beneath 
The morning sun. 

My heart is glad 
For nothing more 

Than that the spring 
Is at the door. 



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Sleeping Shadows 

Under the trees 

The shadows lie 

Like tired children 

Sleeping after play. 

Earth is their Mother 

And she sings them lullaby. 

Flowers are sweet 

And forests green, 

Winds are soft 

And dreams come true, 

Shadow is a velvet cloak 

And sleep, dear heart, beneficent. 



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Autumn Song 

Oh scarlet leaves 

Are lovely things, 
Which Autumn as 

A favour brings. 
My happiness 

Is glad and sings, 
For scarlet leaves 

Are lovely things. 



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Green Cheese 

I'll crumble yon pallid moon 

And build me castles 

In far off Spain, 

A galleon cloud 

Shall bear me thence 

Adventuring 

Through black and gold 

Enameled nights 

Like this, 

Whose spell 

Is as a cloak 

Enfolding me. 



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Young April 

Young April is a charming maid, 

But newly come to town, 
I met her in a forest glade 

And stopped to praise her gown. 

A gorgeous frock of palest green 

Methought it passing fair, 
'^Perhaps she had to Paris been, 

Or was it sent from there T' 

She laughed and shook her pretty head, 

(A most engaging elf) 
''Ah, no, young Sir" she coyly said, 

''I made it all myself." 



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Fate 

Every seed brings forth a flower, 
Every love, one perfect hour, 
Therefore take what the Gods may send 
In recompense of the bitter end. 



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London Bridge Has Fallen Down 

London Bridge has fallen down, 

Still the River flows; 
Hopeful hearts go up to Town, 

Still grey sorrow grows. 

Silver bells are very sweet 

Up a country lane, 
Have you heard the broken feet 

Stumbling after gain? 

Sing a song of sixpence, Oh 

And a scarlet coat, 
We who found the sixpence know 

It wasn't worth a groat. 



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Promise 

The River hurries by 
On silver sandled feet, 

There's promise in the sky 

That He and Love shall meet. 



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Rose Song 

''Roses are sleeping 
And night winds sigh, 
Cease from their weeping 
E'er Life flow by/' 

''Roses red 

Soon lie dead, 

"Why should I cease my weeping? 
"Each new spring 

Will roses bring, 

Not dead they lie. 

But sleeping." 

Heart that is broken, 
Forget thy pain, 
God sends for token 
Roses again." 



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Happiness 

Ring her round with roses, 
Roses white and gold, 

Crown her head with roses, 
My love is white and gold. 

Make a song of gladness, 
Sing it now with me, 

I am filled with gladness, 
My love is here with me. 



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The Blind Man 

'The Spring, you say is here? 

Ah, yes, I smell the April wind. 

You found some violets in the wood, 

And all the jonquils are in bloom? 

They are yellow, like the sunshine, 

I remember that. 

I will sit here, 

On the bench beside the door, 

Tell me of them once again. 

White violets 

And rows of golden jonquils 

Standing upright, in the good brown earth, 

I saw them once 

Myself." 



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The Passing 

One day in September 

The summertime passes, 

Suddenly hearing 

Her skirts in the grasses, 

I wake from my dreaming. 

But scarcely 

A shadow has shifted, I wonder 

If summer was passing. 

Or was it my childhood? 

What matter? I'm ready, 

Fond youth and frail summer. Adieu, 

Soon shall come winter, and with it 

My work. 



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Beyond 

Open moor and spacious sky, 
The haze of blue September, 

In a dark grave I must lie 
But this I shall remember. 



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The Answer 

Last night 

I listened 

While the people talked. 

They said, 
''That mountaineers 

Were brutal, 

That feuds were merely politics, 

And there was no Romance ; 

Should they, therefore, show you 

Truly, 

As photographed in prose. 

Or, rather. 

Sugar-coat you 

For the Public Fancy?" 

They talked as if you were 
''Exhibit A," 

Rather are you 

Like the definition some one gave 

Of Woman, 
"Like the rest of the world. 

But one degree more human," 

You are not as feather-fine 

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As last night's Folk, 

Yet are You 

As True, 

And Good, 

And sometimes — Beautiful, 

As They. 

Your hospitality 

Of bread. 

And beans. 

And ''Spend the Night '^ 

And ''Come again," 

Is more sincere than theirs. 

You're trigger-quick. 

But trigger-kind; 

Moon-shine drunk. 

But who has heard 

Of Mountain Funk? 

Philosophers and Poets 

Weavers and "Workers, 

You and They 

Are much alike. 

What man was there 

Who has not, 

Within his heart, 

Agreement with your singing? 

Beef steak when I'm hungry, 

Corn-licker when I'm dry. 



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Pretty women when I'm lonely 

And Heaven when I die." 

This is my answer, 

And this my song, 

Is their 's a better one? 



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My Lesson 

They taught me many things 

Beyond the Land of Copy Books, 

These Mountaineers, 

To whom 

I owe a debt 

Of Love. 

To rise at five o'clock, 

To build the fire, 

And cook whatever food there was, 

To leave the house 

Ship-shape, 

And get to school on time, 

To salute 

My flag, 

And teach the lesson for the day. 

To enjoy utterly 

The good hot dinner 

Which a neighbor cooked for us. 

To kill snakes, 

To chop small trees. 

And watch for ''sang. 

To work all day 

And sleep all night, 

In quietness 

Among the hills. 

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The Gleaners 

They are old and grey 

Though not with years, 

Their backs are bent with weariness 

And yet their youth 

Was yesterday, 

A tragic end, you say? 

And yet 

Though tired with life, 

They once did live. 

Were young, till dirt and toil 

Parched lands and ugly pain 

Clutched at their throats 

And choked 

Young lovliness. 

Once, but yesterday, 

They sang. 

It is those, 

Drones of the world. 

Painted dummies. 

Velvet clad and lustreless, 

For these your pity. 

Who having never lived. 

Do not grow old. 

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Heaven and Hell 

Battle, 

Murder 
And Sudden Death. 

Beauty 

That thrills 
With every breath. 
Such are the mountains 
And such their folk, 
God is their Vision 
But Hell their Yoke. 



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The Woman's Work 

Kill a sheep, 

And pack him in, 

The men must eat 

When they have worked, 

Beans and corn bread, 

Cucumbers 

And onions. 

Honey and sour milk, 

Coffee, strong coffee, 

Fill the cups. 

Men who grub and haul. 

Who swing the mattock and the ax. 

Who cut great logs 

And drag them. 

They are hungry folk. 

Go, kill the sheep. 

The kittle 's on the boil. 



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Aunt Katie 

She is bent and old, 

Life and its work 

Have bowed her head 

And made deep wrinkles in her patient face.. 

Necessity is a stern Master 

He has stood behind her 

With a whip, 

Poverty 

Dirt 

And Weariness, 

A meek submittal 

Because there was no other way. 

Are there compensations? 

Yes, there must be 

For her face is kindly 

And goodliness is in her eyes, 

But what they are 

I cannot say. 

May Heaven grant her Peace 

And Joy. 



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Uncle Henry 

Uncle Henry is Aunt Katie's man 

And her companion, 

Old Age 

And Drudgery 

Have stood beside them, 

Yet at evening 

When they tilt back their chairs, 

(Rush bottom ones, caned by his hand) 

And sit in the doorway. 

Smoking their pipes 

And gazing 

Into the purple distance 

Where the mountains fade, 

Then there is another guest 

For I watched and saw him enter, 

Up the steep and crooked path 

He climbed. 

And stood beside the door. 

Thev smiled 

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And called him ** Friend" 

Nor minded that his name 

Was Death, 

For well they knew, that through the years 

He had been Love. 



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Emma 

Emma lives over the mountain 

And walks alone, 

Between its tall trees, 
On her way to school. 

She is silent, 

Quaint and very solemn 
In her new red calico dress. 

The other children 

Do not play with her. 
She sits in lonely solitude 
Dreaming of the Little Folk 

Who dwell in the forest 

And walk with her 

Over the mountain. 
They are her Friends, 

These books 

And boisterous ones 

Are shadows. 
She sees them, that is all. 

Her spirit walks alone 
Child, she is, of mountain quietude 
Whose cloak is all of dreams. 

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Orpha 

Orpha was sixteen 

And quite conscious of the fact. 

She had a georgette waist, a rhinestone comb 

And a ruby ring, 

( The stone was pink glass, but still it was 

A Euby Ring,) 

Her beau had given it to her 

And it meant 

LOVE. 

He went to Oklahoma 

And the girl 

Found money and followed Him 

Across the Mountain 

He had left and she was too shy 

To buy a ticket, 

So she came home again. 

The Ruby Ring was gone. 

And with it, Youth. 



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Johnnie 

Johnnie is my pet, 

A delicate little thing, 
He has the most intriguing ways, 

A bubbly giggle ' 

And a soft way of patting your cheek 
With his grubby little hand. 

He is as irresistible 

As a puppy. 
A pet lamb is his Dear Possession, 

It comes with him 

To school. 
Its name is "Ollie" 
And he recites its virtues 

By the hour, 
He's teaching it, he says. 

Its alphabet. 
And truly it can bleat 
BAA. 



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Bessie 

Bessie is beautiful. 

She is eleven 
And fair as spring anemones. 

A silky braid 

Crowns her small head, 
And faded shrunken blue 

Hangs as a slip 

To her brown knees. 
A lithe and lovely creature 

In the moment of her Youth. 



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Maggie 

Maggie lisps. 

She has short hair, 
And would like to be a boy. 
Her curse is shyness 

For then her tongue 

Gets twisted. 
In utter helplessness 
She ties her handkerchief 

In rumpled knots, 
And scrunches up her dusty toes. 
When she forgets Herself 
She has a charming smile, 

Slow and radiant. 

Full of jollity, 
When I ask a question 
There is a desperate struggle, 
She whispers back her answer. 

But at recess 
She fights and plays and lives, 
Yet cannot find the Key. 

Poor Little One. 



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Nance 

Nance is of the Earth 

Most Earthly, 

And has found it 

Very pleasant, thusj 

Simplicity is virtue 

Rather than a fault. 

Heaven is generous 

And Youth is gone 

Like woodland flowers. 

Nance was built 

For Life 

And Love, 

And therefore took it. 

Big as the wind, 

An Amazon 

As bronzed and beautiful 

As Mother Earth ; 

On Sunday she wears 

Pink calico. 

And shoes. 

But through the week 

Her dress is red, 

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As washed and faded 

As Autumn's leaves 

(Whose kith and kin she is) 

Up the mountain, near the top, 

She hunts her cow, 

Pausing, now and then 

To listen for its bell, 

Which has a different tone 

From other ones. 

Far below 

I watch her wandering, 

A scarlet shuttle 

Through the woodland warp. 

The pattern is a simple one, 

Yet even in such 

The weaver sometimes 

Breaks a thread. 

And in the finished fabric 

Who shall see the knot? 



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Dexter 

Dexter is Nance's child, 

Whom she adores. 

He's six years old 

But delicate. 

He loves his kitty, 

Nance, and his Great-grandfather, 

Who watches bees 

The long day through. 

He comes to school, 

Says'^A B C" 

Then, like a shadow is gone 

To play 

Or follow Nance. 

They never talk, 

And yet their love is proud 

And big. 

He stands beside her 

When she milks 

And hoes 

And puts the kettle on. 

Besides his ''jeans" 

He has a velvet suit, 

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(Sears Roebuck, 1910) 
Life, after all 
Is far more fair 
Than Preacher Jones 
Would have us think. 



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Coverlets 

Mountain women weave 

Bright coverlets 

Whose patterns 

Are the stories of their lives. 

Even their names 

Are tales 

Of old romance. 

Listen to their singing 

''Governors Garden 

And Olive Leaf, 

Eose in the Wilderness 

Winding Vine, 

Forest Wonder, 

And Mountain Rose, 

Sixteen Snowballs, 

Orange Tree, 

Wreaths and Roses, 

Summer Wheel, 

Parsons Beauty 

And Kings Delight, 

Star of Venus, 

Floating Wave, 

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Lonely Heart 

And Lovers Knot, 

Wheel of Time 

And Weavers Choice, 

Birds of the Air, 

Indian Camp, 

Blazing Star 

And Honey Comb, 

Piney Rose and Flowery Plain, ' ' 

Back and forth 

The shuttle goes. 

Warp and woof 

The Pattern grows 

"Gentlemans Fancy 

Or Blooming Rose." 



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The Working 

Send out the word 

For all the men 

To come, 

A new log house 

Is to be raised. 

Tall trees, 

Walnut 

Pine 

And oak 

Must fall. 

Some must be sawed, 

Two men working 

Back and forth 

Back and forth, 

Until the teeth 

Of the huge saw 

Are nearly through the trunk. 

Then a peg is driven 

And a shout is heard 

''Stand back!" 

A ripping tear, 

A thunder crash, 

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The great trunk lies down the slope 

Heavy, dead, 

"With all its pride 

Of forest years 

A heap of sawdust and dry chips. 

From Death comes Life, 

And soon the logs are cut and notched, 

Another day 

They will be raised, 

With careful art 

And old tradition 

As architects. 

And a new home 

Will stand in the forest 

Where once the trees 

Grew tall. 

Wilderness receeds 

The kettle boils 

And children sing. 



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Blossoms 

Blossoms in these mountains 
Have such quaint, delightful names, 
They bring to mind old England 
And those stately gorgeous dames 
Who loitered in their gardens 
Among these same most lovely blossoms 
With the same delightful names 
Three hundred years ago. 

' ' Beauty of Spain, ' ' black and gold 
What old Romance does your naming hold ? 
"Seven Sisters" and "Never Still," 
"Sleeping Babe" and "Merry Mill" 
"Michaelmas Daisy" and "Autumn Flames." 
Sweet are the blossoms and sweet their names. 



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Sunset 

Majestically 

The sunset, 

Like a great king, 

Comes 

Bright clad 

In crimson robes, 

With retinue of splendour 

And with far flung pride 

The Conqueror proceeds, 

While in his train 

A gorgeous host 

Of minions pass 

Into the valley. 

Mauve and rose 

And beautiful 

The dancers follow them, 

And windy steeds 

Of burnished gold. 

With manes aflame 

And fire-shod hoofs. 

Prance high, 

In ecstasy, 

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We bow 

And deep obedience make 

Unto the King 

Who sees us not, But passes on. 



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Blue Loveliness 

Blue flowers and bluer skies, 
Blue days that pass 
To where Night, sleeping, lies 
Blue shadowed on the grass. 

Blue space above the stars 
A sapphire arching makes 
For Dawn behind whose bars 
Blue morning once more breaks. 



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Ballads and Songs 

The moutains are old 
But the day is new, 
The stories are told 
But the tale is true. 

My grandmammy sat 
At the log house door 
Strumming her zither 
And humming them o'er. 



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Barbara Allen," 
My Dearest Dear," 
Cherry Tree Eoundel" 
And ' ' Seven Long Year. * ' 

"Young Lord Lovel," 
* ' Fair Bettey Anne, ' ' 
"Broken Token" 
And ' ' False Young Man. ' ' 

The Teller may change. 
The Tale is the same, 
Wherever Death, 
And Love are the Game. 

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Will-o-the-Wisp 

North and South 
And East and West, 
Over the hills, 
Ever the Quest. 

Up and Down 
Wanderings best, 
Weary the heart. 
Never a rest. 

Young and Old 
Grey toilers be, 
Yet one and all 
The Vision see. 

Night and Day 
We live or die. 
Hills are steep 
But blue the sky. 



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Contentment 

Little log cabin 
Under the hill, 
Michaelmas daisies 
Blossoming still, 

Firewood and water, 
Good morning and night, 
Cheerful uprising 
And bedtimes delight : 

Life is so simple, 
This pattern we weave 
Teaches us daily 
In God to believe. 



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